Taz has an obsession with the dorade boxes (ventilators designed to let air in and out and keep the water mostly on the outside of the boat) and attempts to play some mutant form of hide-and-seek in them whenever possible. This would be funnier if his butt didn't keep getting stuck. or would it? Dexter, on the other hand, prefers the wide open spaces of the deck. From which he can throw himself backward into the canal. Nothing stinks like a ferret wet with canal water (don't drink that sludge: I know where it's been!) I put up with this silliness, so it must be love. (Either that, or I've finally gone stark, raving bonkers: your call.)
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